Slam Jam Volume 1 is a compilation album released in 1992, consisting of 12 tracks by multiple different artists. Currently , there are three tracks identified.
Tracklist[]
Side A:
- T.A.P.
- Chillin In My Cherekee
- Thomasina Germany – One More Chance
- Pee-Wee In The House
- Crack City
- Time Keep Slippin
Side B:
- Something To Remember You
- Where Did We Go Wrong?
- She Has Got A Way With Love
- CSRA Allstars – Lend A Helping Hand
- Simply Smooth – Poonanny Raggae Mix
- Pamela
History[]
In 1992, the American company CBA Records with producer Paragon Production released the album Slam Jam Volume 1, consisting of Hip-Hop, R&B, and country songs by little-known and unknown artists.
Around April 6th, 2025, the album was discovered because it included the formerly unidentified song One More Chance by Thomasina Germany. So far, the other artists featured in the album are currently unidentified.
On May 27th, 2025, HQ audio of the song and the full album were posted to YouTube by user OccupiedMind after user WeatherApp bought the album and sent it to them.
Songs information[]
- The songs Crack City and One More Chance are excluded from the list
T.A.P is an unidentified bass music song.
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by Charles L. Tennison Jr., Richard Thomas, and Sylvester R. Robertson Jr.
On June 4th, 2025, user ElongatedFishGuy reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it. On June 6th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel. The artist mentions being from Augusta, Georgia.
Lyrics[]
Everybody to the T-A-N-P-9.
All the fellas to the T-A-N-P-9.
All the fellas to the T-A-N-P-9.
All the fellas to the T-A-N-P-9.
Now the dance was created in Augusta, G.A.
So you fellas can get nasty and you girls can do the play It's very similar,
so throw the D or just like throw the P
If your partner steps in it off with a lock I got that key
Spell up for the girls with a cloak
Now ya girlie starts to grind I'm fellow grammar on the backside
And ya girlie do like wild 'Cause ya chances very freaky So ya girl gon be surprised
Cause dem fellas like a TABWith the shake we want them fried
To the T to A and the B now.
All the fellas for the T to A and the B now.
To the T to A and the B now.
All the fellas for the T to A and the B now.
To the T to A and the B now.
Now I met this real fine hottie with a pumpin arty body.
We were dancin on the floor and she was doin it kinda naughty.
Now I didn't know to dance, all I knew is to grind.
So I pull her kinda close and start grindin her behind.
Now we're feelin kinda good and we're startin to sweat
Gettin all the water down your face and start stretchin
up your chest
So she asked me my name, then she asked me what I like.
I said I'd like to do the T-A-P and rock it all the night.
Everybody to the T-A-N-P-9.
All the fellas to the T-A-N-P-9.
All the fellas to the T-A-N-P-9.
All the fellas to the T-A-N-P-9. Breakdown!
I don't care if we yellow, green, white, purple, black or blue.
But the T-A-P dance was made especially for you. Cause some people might get mad, and your parents get upset.
Now you're sweating kinda hard, girlies with those lips and wine.
Now fella do just what you like and start riding home behind. Now what I said is really freaky, wave your hands and get real wild.
Cause the G.A.P. Is right to make the party people smile.
Cause the G.A.P. Now.
All of them up to the G-N-B now.
All of them up to the G-A-S-T now.
Now what you say? Aw yeah. Comin straight from Augusta, G-A-S-T. The G-B-A.
Don't matter how you do it. Just rock with me
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Chillin In My Cherekee is a unidentified Hip-Hop, Rap song.
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by Charles L. Tennison Jr., Richard Thomas, and Sylvester R. Robertson Jr.
On June 4th, 2025, user ElongatedFishGuy reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it.
On June 8th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel. The artist is most likely the same as T.A.P., who mentions being from Augusta, Georgia.
Lyrics[]
Chillin in my Cherokee...
Children in my chair.
Drivin down the street.
Warm to the glen.
I'm not walkin on my feet.
While I'm drivin in my Cherokee.
Got my feet on the gas.
Cruisin down the highway.
Then I'm goin kinda fast.
While I'm groovin kinda fast, guess what I see?
A real fine honey lookin on, straight at me.
So I drove up the street, then made a U-turn Roundin down my lows, now my tracks doin burn
So I'm chillin, chillin in my chair.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my chair.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my chair.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my.
So I drove up to her, honey, then I asked her what's her name.
She said her name was Tasha, then she asked me just for a second.
So we kinda got a plan, um, before that night.
My mind set on her skirt, on those hips so tight.
I requested her number, then she gave it to me.
Then she asked me for a ride,
in my pool in Cherokee
So I couldn't resist, as you can understand
A 500 in my chair, but while I'm cruising my next plane is watching.
Children in my chair.
Children in my chair keep with the boom getting strong.
While I'm cruising on a Friday till the break of dawn.
Wake up in the morning, then I fill
it with gas. Polish the chrome, then we index the glass.
The weekend is my way, Friday get my pay.
Because my cherry is my toy, so you know
I'm gonna play In my cherry I'm the king, the ruler of the land
My four by four is long, as you can understand.
Cruising kinda fast, to the mall I scheme.
Posse in the back, like a football team.
Laughin in the wild, we're lookin for fun.
Homies try to gag us, but we do not run.
That's why we chill.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my chill.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my
chill.
Ch-ch-ch-chillin in my chill.
Ch-ch-chillin in my.
Ch-ch-chillin my chill.
Pa said, I'm in the back, on route from the mall.
Not lookin for no trouble, just want to have a ball.
While we're cruisin down the highway, my left mirror's spot.
Blood is full of honey, show me that's in the spot.
So we caught him at the lot, Pa said, ask him for some game.
One said, pull over to the next
lot, and we'll give you all a hand
Cherry lean to the lot, babe just rap
it to me She said she liked my personality not my Cherokee.
That's why I'm chilling.
Chilling in my Cherokee.
Chilling.
Chilling in my Cherokee.
I can keep it. Let the bassline go.
That's why I'm chilling.
Coming straight to you from Memphis, yeah.
Chillin in the Cherokee.
AT's knockin It's about 4 o'clock. I bet it's about 7.
So, hey
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Pee-Wee In The House is a unidentified Hip-Hop Rap song.
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by Izola Garnett.
On June 4th, 2025, user ElongatedFishGuy reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it.
On June 6th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel.
Lyrics[]
Well it's a new day, and it's a whole new week,
And I'm rockin my rhyme to this death beat,
Cause I'm known, all around the world,
Capturing the heart of every boy and girl,
And when I perform, it's like magic,
But to the sucka MC, yeah it's tragic,
Cause they know, that they can never win,
When they're up against a champion, who's fightin for peace.
And just this, not for all of you suckers,
Bust This!
Now I got soul with a capital S,
I may not be the greatest, but I'm one of the best,
When I grab the mic, you know I'll prove,
To make you dance and see your body move,
When I'm on the stage, I'm like a hypnotist,
To make sure to see if you can dance to this.
If you can step to this, so make note of this,
I say the kind of rapper that M.I.C.,
You can bet your last dollar that makes me weep.
But this is my rhyme and this is my show,
And I won't stop, yo, until the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go, Go!
Now let the people sa, Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Come on and let the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Now let the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Because I'm going to do it regardless.
While you try to figure what to do to stop this.
Nothing.
But just sit back and listen.
While the weed commits the dissing.
Suckers with an attitude. They try to act mean and they try to act rude.
But I'm not with that and you shouldn't have did that.
As a matter of fact, jump back.
Cause I'm with the crowd anyway.
Not by the things I do, but by the things that I say.
Shakin and dancin, proving a point
To show the people who was the joint Pee-wee, and now they're screamin my name.
Love, and now they're screamin my game. But this is my rhyme and this is my show.
And I won't stop, yo, until the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go, Go!
Now let the people sa, Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Come on and let the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Now let the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Aw yeah!
Right about now we fix to take it to the bridge, you know what I'm sayin?
And on the count of three I want y'all to come on and go with me.
One, two, one, two, three, everybody say go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go!
Go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go! Everybody say, go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go!
Go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go! Everybody say, go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go!
Go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go! Rock it!
Go Pee Wee, go Pee Wee, go! Rock it!
The rap of the small world.
It's so serious, just like AIDS.
There's no curing this
Girls, they wanna get with me.
It's as easy as counting to one, two, three.
But back to the rhythm and stay.
I grab the mic and hit the stage. I'm like
an earthquake stirring up the scene of a show.
Well, if you never heard of me, then now you know.
This is a serious rap being played. You know a sucker who had totally just got sprayed.
I know that you're loving the jam But if you don't,
I really don't give a damn This is my rhyme and this is my show.
And I won't stop, yo, until the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go, Go!
Now let the people sa, Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Come on and let the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Now let the people say Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Oh yeah and i don't stop and
I don't stop pee wee in the house and
I don't stop and i don't stop and
I don't stop pee wee in the house and i'm out of here
Links[]
Time Keep Slippin is an unidentified Gangsta Rap song.
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by Charles L. Tennison Jr., Richard Thomas, and Sylvester R. Robertson Jr.
On June 4th, 2025, user ElongatedFishGuy reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it.
On June 9th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel. The artist mentions being from Augusta, Georgia.
Lyrics[]
In the middle, it's me staring at you I often wonder in the wild
Could a term make the time
Until the days of old, you see
Walking in peace in a sort of kind of home
Ninth grade in high school
Back in 83 when everything was cool
Getting mine at 13
Mature for my age and running home from schemes
Cooling with the big fellas and your honeys makin everybody jealous.
Havin fun, you know.
Saturday ounce of notes is where we go.
Dance it up, grind it up.
When the honeys sleep, take em back to the crib.
Then fuck em, G, yeah.
And if your brother talkin to crowd
Take em outside and the mother gettin slapped
Back then, you didn't need a gun, G.
One-on-one, beat his ass to the concrete.
I hope the one to hit my mom, huh.
But could I turn back the hands of time?
Lying in my bed, under covers.
Looking out the window, seeing brothers kicking bros.
It doesn't make sense to me though.
How you gonna get rich stealing from the poor?
You look like a hellhole, you can't sleep at night.
Under a pillow is a gun because of fright.
You hope no one's breaking in while you're sleeping.
Your right eye's closed but your left is always peeping
Outside, brothers, why would they shoot?
You think it to yourself, what in the hell are they proof?
You can't walk to the store to buy groceries.
But why is that? Cause bullets don't know you, G.
At the wrong place, at the right time.
You might die with a bullet in your spine.
Listen up, look at these effects.
What could happen to us blacks, as many of us died
Just to vote, now we fight amongst ourselves and want to sell dope
Mad as hell as I say this rhyme.
But could I turn back the hands of time?
I got stopped last night in the shakedown.
But it was more like a breakdown because they broke me down from my head to my feet.
Then they slammed me down on the hard concrete.
Face down on the asphalt, they might as well get the yellow lines.
And the white shark and pronounce me dead.
Cause they was taking them flashlights straight to my forehead
Then they put me in cuffs
As if the ones on my hands weren't enough.
I started raising much hair.
Because I ain't the one to be living in a jail cell.
I said, why are you cuffing me?
You wanna send me to the county.
Where n be fucking cheap?
Well, you can fuck that shit.
Cause I'm a straight up gangster wrong n to fuck with.
I got a one-way sign on the sands
And I ain't cut out to be nobody's maytag
So won't you let me go?
Now they talking some shit about
I rock the liquor store.
Damn, talk about a n being framed.
I can see myself now being shackled
to the chain gang.
Working in ditches, white pants and blue stripes.
And waving at the bitches.
Nah, that ain't me.
They might as well get the rope and hang me from a tree.
I wish my mom was playing tricks I had to pinch myself
Nah, this is real shit.
Now they calling for backup.
I guess they wanna see how many more bones they can crack up.
Ten minutes passed, now they finally scraping me up.
Straight off the ground into the back of a police truck.
Now they takin my picture, my prints.
They throw me in a cell with the rest of the convicts.
Now it's gettin kinda heck deep.
N starin at me like I'm a bitch standin butt naked
Now who decided to do it?
I forgot why, you know I had to act a fool.
All of this cause of a make-believe crime.
Now how in the hell can I turn back the hands of time?
Links[]
Something To Remember You is a unidentified contemporary Funk R&B song.
Search History[]
Unlike most of the other songs on the album, the writers of this song are unknown too.
On May 28th, 2025, user Scoutshadys reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it. On June 5th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel.
On June 20th, 2025, user IRLHM brought up the possibility of the song being by CSRA Allstars, as they have another song in the album and their style and vocals sound identical. Nothing is known about the group, and none of the members are contactable.
Lyrics[]
You hear the phone ring, you grab your purse.
You never did that to me.
Go right on.
Don't worry about us baby.
The sorrow deepens.
Oh my head, my head.
Spinning around.
I don't know.
What's been going on.
They say you love me, and they lie.
Oh, I think I got a little feeling going.
I just want something to remember you by,
So I can continue on.
Girl, I want something to remember you by.
Already.
You packed up your favorite dress.
Somehow I thought it best.
Put your suitcase in the car.
Oh my God, you're leaving.
Said you won't come back.
Oh, and that was that.
Girl, I climbed through my window.
Just to see you pull away from me.
Said that I was gone.
Wondering where we're from.
I hear a song on the radio.
As you go, girl. I want something to remember you by.
So I can continue on, girl.
I want something to remember you by.
... Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
TBA
Links[]
Where Did We Go Wrong? is a unidentified contemporary Soul Folk song.
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by Anna Spence.
On May 28th, 2025, user Scoutshadys reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it.
On June 8th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel.
Lyrics[]
Last year, a million people died
Lord, I didn't even cry
And yesterday I saw on my TV
People who were fighting to be free
And there are unborn children dying every day.
Oh Lord, I think it's time we stopped to say.
Where did we go wrong?
How can we make right?
Help us to stand strong
And never give up on the fight.
Well, I'd like to make amends for my short life ends.
So tell me, just where did we go wrong?
We gotta stop fighting our fellow man
Maybe then we'll have time to understand.
That the Lord doesn't make promises on how long you're gonna live.
You gotta come together and live.
Where did we go wrong?
How can you make it right?
Help us to stand strong.
And never give up on the fight.
I'd like to make amends for my short life then.
So tell me, where did we go wrong?
At a time when so many are in need.
It seems like this is the day in which you breathe.
Well, and I know that you said we would knock, you would comein sometimes.
I'd like to start all over again, over again.
Where did we go wrong?
Links[]
She Has Got A Way With Love is an unidentified country song, probably from the same artist as Where Did We Go Wrong?
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by Anna Spence.
On May 28th, 2025, user Scoutshadys reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it.
On June 9th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song to his YouTube channel.
Lyrics[]
Telephone's ringing, you'll be telling me you're working late again.
And it hurts me when I smell that sweet perfume on your clothes when you're parted.
And I heard it from a friend, she's got away with mad and she got away with loving you tonight.
She's got away with love, oh what am I gonna do.
She's got away with love and this time it's up to me to break the news.
She's got away with love, but she'll never ever get away with you.
Where the man who's never cheated in his life.
She fall on the top of the world, forgetting all the family and the wife .
She's got a way of makin love, breakin up my heart.
Never thinkin of the one she hurts tonight.
She's got away with love, oh what am I gonna do.
She's got away with love and this time it's up to me to break the news.
She's got away with love, but she'll never ever get away with you.
She's got a way with love.
Oh... Oh...
She's got a way with love.
Links[]
Pamela is a unidentified contemporary pop rap/R&B song.
Search History[]
The song was discovered to have been written by David Jones and Timothy Granger.
On June 4th, 2025, user ElongatedFishGuy reposted the song on WatZatSong, asking who made it. On June 5th, 2025, user MusicChannel72 posted the song alone on his YouTube channel.
Sometime after, OccupiedMind brought up the possibility of the song being by Simply Smooth, as they have another song on the album, that song is written by the same people, and the artist refers to himself as Smooth.
Lyrics[]
I know this girl named Pamela.
I know this girl named Pamela.
I know this girl named Pamela.
And all the brothers in the neighborhood were slamming her.
I know this girl named Pamela.
See, she thought she was all of that, and nobody could handle her.
I admit she was fly, but it was all about Pamela, and I didn't understand why.
She was bad and bold.
You couldn't even touch her with a ten foot pole.
She was cold.
That's what I was told.
The strange thing about it, she was only 17 years old.
Pamela.
Such a nasty girl.
All I wanna do is.
Get inside the world.
Pamela.
Such a nasty girl.
All I wanna do is.
Oh.
Now as I said before, the girl was cool.
She was a jumping, jamming junior, a big lineal's high school.
Five foot three, yo, with pecan tan skin.
Jeans so tight she couldn't even slip her hands in her pockets.
No money to buy a Nestle crunch. Never ever spend a nickel.
The brothers always bought her lunch, the girl's a cutie, a luscious round booty.
And when she gets her attitude, she stickin to her duty.
Snappin her fingers up in a Z formation.
Tellin brothers to step off her, no hesitation.
People talk about her, they feel no remorse.
But I don't give a damn, cause she always try to act like the boss.
Pamela,
Such a nasty girl.
All I wanna do is.
I've got to get inside your world.
Scrappy girl, nasty girl, baby.
All I wanna do is.
Oh.
Tell me
What you want to tell me?
What you want to tell me?
What?
Oh.
You’re not a little girl anymore
And daddy teach you well
I’m gonna tell you something that they said on (???)
About me, the s-m-double-o-t-h (h)
And I hate when you don't understand that I don't want you for your sex.
If that was the case, my reflects were all a mess.
I'm not the type of guy, and if
I was, they could still be the same.
They memo back, and play the game until
I get it.
And then I got it, then I'm gone. So pay attention to the words in this song.
You're such a nasty girl.
It's good inside the world.
You're such a nasty girl.
I slammed him and I had to say,
Oh.
[???]
Damn, she was the jam, but of course I had to wear protection.
Before my erections show reflection and start flexin
Cuz I don't go out on the B.C. Tip, yo. The jiggity jammies in effect whenever I'm droppin an El Dorado.
And then I check the house and try to step past me and try to place a deal. So I say, yo, what's up, Z?
Don't try to be fly, baby, you ain't all that.
You think she got it goin on, but she ain't all that.
You might look glitzy, you ain't all that You don't look better than me, you ain't all that
You're such a nasty girl,
all I wanna do is get inside your world.
You're such a nasty girl,
all I wanna do is get inside your world.
All I wanna do is get inside your world.